I just heard from my cousins who took the picture that caused us to be violently maced by wild hookers in Atlantic City (read the story here). They were able to dig up the evidence.
And here it is:
I think it was the one in black that actually sprayed the mace, immediately after this picture was taken from our car. Hey - is that her pimp in the background wearing the wife beater and gold chain? I guess we'll never know. And I just love the turquoise easy-access zipper-front dress. She is a very efficient ho.
My biggest fear is that these two fine looking women turned their lives around and now carry a deep passion for yard sales and making their own fabric labels. How horrible would it be if they are regular readers of my blog? Or, maybe they just did an innocent Google search for "knitted peter heater" (a gift for their pimp, no doubt) and came upon my blog?
Here's a picture of some of us that fateful night seventeen years ago (that's me driving). We all have kids now. Kids we would kill if we ever found out they were throwing pennies at hookers.
Our parents should have sprung for the Sid Caesar & Imogene Coca tickets instead of letting us wander around Atlantic City.